Fitted cap lookin so clean, whip game looking so mean

Hello 2011,

I am writing you to tell you I don’t expect much from you. You’re gonna be like every other year I’ve been blessed to grace my presence in. All I ask for, is to have good health. Because I know that I’ll have to work for my own wealth. I’ll probably have to create my own luck (or what lacks of it). You’re just another year to me. I have low expectations so even if you are the floppiest year of my short life thus far, I won’t be surprised. Let’s keep it down to 2 more cars this year? Maybe 1 health problem? Maybe 1 or 2 months where I’m not broke? Maybe 1 month of good school grades? But then again why am I asking for these things. The way you’ve started off so far, I wouldn’t be surprised if I became severely ill, in debt, dropping out of school, and to top it all off, a dozen of cars in my name. I know you are new to this and I shouldn’t be talking in this tone (or writing in this tone) but I’m just not happy with you and your siblings. You make my life miserable each year. I’ll be glad if my year is just average, filled with no disappointments but no high points either. That would be one heck of a year. Oh well, let’s cross my fingers and hope this time next year I won’t have to write this blog post again…

-ACS

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